"Wait a minute!"
Herbert held the giant egg in both hands, raising it high like "Simba," trying to deliver it to Fremay's side.
"This really isn't a giant dragon's dragon egg!"
Look at it!
Turn around and look at me!
Open your eyes and see!
I don't believe you can't see anything—
"Fremay! It's really not what you think! Listen to me explain!"
But Fremay looked resistant, swimming around in midair, dodging Herbert everywhere, covering her ears and mumbling, "I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it..."
I don't care, this is your child with Valentina!
Don't come looking for me, just go with that giant dragon!
Hmph!
Not looking, not listening, not stopping.
She floated around midair like a fish without support, like a ghost full of resentment.
Of course, Fremay wasn't an idiot, not someone who couldn't discern the truth.
In fact, shortly after her shocked subconscious questioning, she already realized the problem.
